A silent river flowing blackstrange attractions no turning backpresent danger I recallthat pins my senses to the wallback from the edge where the darkness has fledand I'm swimmingin light and I'm falling... falling from the edge...back from the edgeI fell from grace and that's a factstill have urges I fight backcold decisions wear me thinkill yourself begin againback from the fearthat you're not worth a damnthrow yourselfinto light and the rush as yousign from the edge...back from the edge...now and then I wonder where the facesfrom my childhood have gonelike father like son your bones it lives on glowing shadowsback from the edge